On sharing a bed with a male friend, usually drunkenly, and awakening in the early hours to feel a sensation not disimilar to a dog, gently but persistently nudging your upper leg with it's nose, as if wanting a walk or a bone. I's not a dog. But it does want a bone.
Urgh, I was so pissed I passed out on Dave's bed, and woke up to find the desperate c**t dog nosing me. I played dead and eventually he stopped.
Nah I didn't shag him - I think he might have dog nosed me but it was too half hearted and torpid to warrant any response.